Luyện nghe bài hát My Father's Shoes

Even now I see him walking at sundown
He's rock of ages with his lunchbox at his side
I still recall the smell of smoke and on his jacket
And factory dust was on his shoes the afternoon he died

I swore I'd heed that factory whistle
In a banker's cage I signed a loan against my sins
All the shook my hand and wished me well upon my leaving
Though my father was a poor man he owned a wealth of

So take these boots that shine like Judas
And all sad reflections on lost untraveled roads
While the rain falls on a field of bones and
Give me back my father's and let me walk in those

My stroke was good, the deals fast and easy
I hired the sweat of honest men and took the lion's
My wardrobe filled shirts of silk and boots of tender leather
And I walked in the halls of power but found no comfort there

So take these boots that like Judas silver
And all these sad reflections on untraveled roads
While the rain falls on a field of bones and
Give me back my father's and let me walk in those

Lady lay boots upon the fire
'Cause lady now I swear I'll never this pair again
I meant to stand up straight and tall, it never was easy
Now these are stained from walking on the dreams of better men

So take these boots that like Judas silver
And all these sad reflections on lost roads
While the rain on a field of bones and roses
me back my father's shoes and let me walk in those